Dealing With The Other Brother.
“But Dad—think of it. If I go down with her, the world will see me as an accomplice. They’ll mock us, call us murderers. Our company…”
“And who says anything in this family comes easy?” He stands slowly, limping forward. “Who says it’s easy?!” He grabs my collar, looming over me. My stomach flips. His eyes are fire. “Everything I have… I earned with sweat and blood. Storms, highs, lows—I’ve moved through them all. You think we’re some clean-cut golden boys who get things handed to us? We are men, Jason! Rugged, rough. We don’t look for easy. We find the best way—with honor intact.”
He pushes me back, letting go, and I stagger back.